I had to make a choice for them that didn’t match the footprint of my soul. It wasn’t really a choice at all, that’s just what we do for our children. Their needs become all that matters.
April 15, 2015 My Dear Sweet JoJo (or Joseph as you prefer these days), Our days are swirling by in a whirlwind of chuggington, chicken nuggets, playdates with Cub Cadets, and afternoons of Uno and Candyland. I find myself longing to spend every possible moment with you and your brother. You started coming into ourContinue reading “Lucky Duck”